...and also with you. let us pray... that this is the end of my long drawn-out series on biddeford. hark. it is.
last but not least, the st joseph's rectory. home to ... i have no idea how many priests or clergy from when and how. the high school tour guides had absconded by the time we arrived. the couple seemingly guarding the house said "isnt this a lovely old house? we know nothing about it".
ditto.
some creepy stairs going down
some swanky stairs going up and an ornately carved newel post
nothing says priests and maine like elephant candle holders..
gorgeous tin ceilings
and probably somehow symbolic transoms but... mostly i just think they look fucking awesome.
the end.
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